ON THE SMITH SOUND ICE 329 



watching they might be preserved in good condition 

 until the women had them properly scraped and 

 cured. 



All of my drivers prepared to leave at once for 

 Nockme. A heavy, wet snow began to fall, and 

 everything in and out of camp was wet. The men 

 assisted me in getting my things packed away as 

 snugly as possible. Then I boiled them a good meal 

 of musk-ox meat, made tea for them, gave them tea, 

 sugar and biscuit for their journey, and they said 

 good-by. 



